No Safe Sky

No Safe Sky by Jita FM We used to roam the belts of Northern Lore, Docked our ships where the lights still glowed. Hauling dreams through systems calm and bright, Living free in the silence of the night. Highsec shelters, markets fair, Safe undocks, no need to care. But one ping came, through static blur, Our leader’s voice: “Brothers, it’s war.” He said: No more hiding, no more peace, We break the gates, we burn the fleets. No more safety, no more trade, From now on, only war is made. It’s a war now, no place to hide! No Highsec, no Nullsec, no quiet night! No mining, no trade, no…